Dean drove in silence he wouldn't let any thought of what might happen cloud his mind right now. The drive was not short but dean put his foot down throwing all regards of personal safety out of the window. After all, what did he really have to live for now. He knew Sam could look after himself but him. He couldn't even see himself in a word where Cas wasn't with him. Soon he was pulling up to an abandoned ware house, his head lights reflecting off of the metal frame. He breathed slow and deep as he turned off the engine. Silence fell. An ominous silence, an unsettling silence. He let thoughts of Cas rush over him and fill him up. He saw Cas's body, remembered how it felt the first time he held him, remembered tracing the outlines of Cas's muscles across his chest and feeling him relax in his hands. Then he remembered what he hoped he could drown with good memories. He saw Cas. Led on the floor of the bunkers kitchen. Screaming in agony and he could do nothing. Dean was going to make this angel pay for what he did to Cas or die trying. Dean slipped out of the impala with ease and strode to the boot where the duffle bag lay. He slipped the straps over his shoulder and ran his fingers lovingly over baby's pristine body work. Then he walked, head held high into the ware house.
It was somehow darker on the inside than it was outside. The only light that showed its self were shards of moon light that pierced though gaps in the boarded up windows. Dean retrieved a flash light from the duffle bag and shone it around. There was no one here. A door caught his eye on the far side of the room. Slowly he made his way towards it and at the same time retrieved his gun from the back of his trousers. The door squeaked open easily and dean stepped inside. Dean was only half way across the small room when the door was slammed shut so hard it almost shattered the small square window at the top.
"Show yourself!" dean hollered into the darkness. And as if obeying a command a scruffy figure emerged from the shadows.
"Dean Winchester. I've been waiting for you for some time now. Tell me how's castile?" even though he was still half hidden by the shadows dean could see the smirk on his face. "I have to say I did enjoy our time together. He was very… what's the word... Empowering!" he almost sung the word as he sent dean flying towards the wall stopping him inches away before setting him down on the ground once more. "I don't want you" he chuckled. "No I need my friend castile back you see. We had such a good time together. I know he must miss me terribly"
"You stay away from him!" dean hissed. "You stay away from him or-"
"Or what?" the angel interrupted dean "you'll kill me?"
"No. I'm going to do that anyway but if you so much as touch a hair on his head I'll make sure I kill you real slow. Ya know really take my time with it. Enjoy myself almost" dean lent forward as he spoke in an attempt to seem even more threatening.
"Oh, that's very 'mark of Cain' of you. Yes Cas told me everything. Seems you went a bit of the rails there but seriously you, you're going to kill me !" the mere thought was most amusing to the angel "well if that's your plan isn't it at least common curtsy to know the name of the one you are about to end?"
"I don't care what your name is" dean barked.
"Well that's rude. Cas had much better manors then that. Even when I had him kill and dismember you really slowly so he could really enjoy it" he watched dean's reaction with narrowed eyes and a tilted head. "Well anyway my name is Uzeakel. It's a pleasure to make your official acquaintance" Uzeakel stretched his hand out to shake deans but dean just scowled at him.
"I said I don't care about your name"
"I know but I'm sure Cas will be here any minute and I really can't be bothered to deal with pathetic you." Uzeakel pulled out a chair from the shadows and sat down. It seemed like he'd had this perfectly planned out. Dean said nothing. Now Uzeakel was in the only beam of light that was in the room dean looked him over. He wasn't strong looking or well built. He was taller than Cas but scrawny with shabby un kept hair and a patchy beard. His face was thin and he had deep inset eyes and harsh pultruding cheekbones He looked like the kind of guy you would keep your kids away from at the park. All accept his clothes. They didn't quite match him. He wore a well-tailored black pinstripe suit with a waste coat, a white shirt and red tie.
"he's not coming" said dean confidently eyeing up the duffel bag that still lay by the door.
"he'll come. Don't you worry about that. but just in case you get any ideas I'll just take care of this." Uzeakel picked up the duffel bag and somehow made it vanish. The look of amazement must have been obvious on dean's face. "it's a trick you learn, once you've got enough grace that is. You see right now I can only make small things disappear. I need some more Cas juice to really get to work." uzeakel smirked at dean again and dean clenched his fists judging whether he could take down the scrawny angel in a fist fight. But his thoughts were interrupted by a voiced he wished he would hear here.
"DEAN?!" it was Cas.
"ah you see. I told you so" uzeakel rose from his seat and fled out the door "this should take long he called back at dean. Who had crossed the room in little more than three strides and was now frantically banging at the door.
"CAS NO! RUN CAS! IT WAS A TRAP HE ONLY WANTS YOU!" dean was frantic.
"I know dean. That's why I didn't want you to go!" Cas was now peering through the small window in the door at dean. "where is he?"
"he's out there with you. Cas get me out of here I can help" dean pleaded
"okay okay. Stand back from the door I'll have to-"Cas was cut off as his head was smashed against the window cracking it.
"CAS!" dean yelled as Cas's bloody face disappeared from view.
"ah castile. I knew you missed me. I knew you'd come back to me one way or another" uzeakel was ecstatic. "and your friend dean Winchester was kind enough to bring this whole bag of goodies" in his hand he held the duffel bag. The bag that contained all the tools perfect for hurting angels. Uzeakel dragged the sharp tip of the angel blade across cas's right cheek. Cas's screams of pain pierced deans chest as uzeakel proceeded to carve D.W into castile's chest.
Dean was trying everything to get the door open but nothing worked. He couldn't quit. He couldn't leave cas screaming in agony again. Never again. He began thinking of a new plan. If he couldn't get the door open there had to be something else he could do. He dared to peep at what was going on. He looked out the window at cas beaten and bloody on the floor with uzeakel merely skipping around him throwing holy oil on cas's hands and feet. He set castiels limbs alight with no hesitation and then the screaming was back but this time it wasn't only cas. Now dean was screaming to as he watched the skin on castiles soft hands sizzle. Then it hit him. He searched about the room for any sharp object that might draw blood and finally found some broken glass. He dragged it across his wrist then with the blood began to pain the angel sidgual on the wall. Now all he had to do was get uzeakle to leave cas and come back to him.
"OI SCRAWNY!" dean yelled. Uzeakels cackling laughing stopped.
"sorry cas old cap. I'll be right back. In all this excitement I forgot to kill the vermin." Uzeakel walked off towards the door with cas still burning on the floor. "now, Mr Winchester are you ready to die. I really think it will be the best punishment for cas. It's a shame you won't be around to see what it does to him but it should be fun" uzeakel smiled as he entered the room but this was soon wiped from his face when he saw deans work.
"I think the god squad are really looking forward to having you back" and with that dean slammed his bloodied hand against the sidguel and banished uzeakel back to heaven.
Dean wasted no time in running to cas. The flames were still licking at castiels wrists and his fingers and toes were smouldering. "oh cas.." dean fell down next to him and on his knees surveyed the damage. He placed his hand lovingly onto castiles forehead and cas slowly opened his eyes. Fear filled cas.
"is it really you… please tell me it's you!" cas pleaded with dean in a raspy voice that was barely there.
"it's me cas" dean ensured him.
"you have to prove its you dean" cas was struggling to say the words as blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. The flames had died and cas's scorched skin was still giving off smoke. "p-please dean" dean kissed cas.
"see its me" dean smiled a sad smile as the light slowly began to fade from cas's bluer than blue eyes. Dean cradled cas in his arm and wept.
"dean Winchester" cas spluttered softly " you are a good man" he whispered into deans ear.
"I love you cas" dean replied as he hugged cas's now limp body closer. "come on cas. Please" dean pleaded holding onto cas so tight like if he was to let go all his pieces would crumble. "please cas! Tell me you love me too! CASSSS" dean screamed into the darkness but no one would answer his calls. Not anymore.
Dean stayed clutching castile's body until sun light began to stream into the ware house and the rumble of a car came up the track. It was Sam. Dean didn't even hear him. He just sat stroking cas's hair willing him to come back. Wishing with all he could that cas would return to him.
"dean?" sam spoke softly as he approached dean. "is-is that cas?" sam was horror stricken to see cas this way. To see him dead in deans arms. He sat down next to dean and supported deans back with his strong arm. He sat there with dean for a few hours before. "dean let's take him home. We can't stay here"
"NO!" dean yelled at him "we have to stay. I can't let go. He has to tell me he loves me too" dean sobbed.
"okay dean. You don't have to let go of him I promise. We just need to take him to the car." Sam got to his feet and started to help dean lift cas.
"DON'T TOUCH HIM! Please. Don't touch him"
"okay dean. Its okay"
"come on cas its time to go home" deans voice shook as he spoke. He couldn't cry any more but his hear ached. Dean carried all of castiels weight with his arms and knees shaking all the way to the car. He led him in the back seat and stroked his hair. "It's okay now Cas. You can sleep now."
